Bright hopes tarnished unfulfilled
Time for letting go of vows
Moving on from being two
Decided then to live as one.
I prayed only to be free.
Made new home to start again
City of my children’s birth
Loving space for family
My grandchildren came to play.
I sighed and breathed in peace.
Still I traveled heart’s desire
Fired with energy explored
Tried on other ways of life
Filled to brim cup overflowed.
My heart filled with gratitude.
Three short years passed
My wings are clipped
Spirit strong, body weak
Old dreams drained.
What now?
Morning dawns and I awake
Day offers me an empty slate
To fill with possibility
Surprises fresh abound for me.
And so I pray for joy.
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Thanks, chyfrin.
This–I’m speechless, so I agree with Chyfrin’s comment. Having experienced some of what you wrote, the echoes sound like pealing bells.
Thank you for your comment and the beautiful image of “pealing bells.” ❤
Most welcome!
Oh, this is beautiful, esp the last stanza which is so uplifting and simple. Nice.
Thanks for your gracious comment.
Seems like your prayer for joy is often answered in the form/format you desire. Of course, like most of us as our bodies age and we accept ourselves as is on a daily basis, though the spirit may be willing, the flesh is often weak. On those occasions, let’s just be thankful for the willingness of the spirit and the clarity of the mind!
Right! Many thanks for your comment.
Gorgeous
Thank you.